That night, Wen Tong went to the government prison.

The dark and damp prison was filled with a strong smell of blood, and from time to time there were whipped sounds, wails, and some groans similar to illness, and the cold wind passed through the hall, making people shudder.

"This way!" The jailer led the way.

After a while, they stopped outside a cell.

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